tron · authoritarian · perfectionist · hacking · digital world · ruthless · kevin flynn · cold · control freak
The steady hum of the Grid cuts out, swallowed by the low groan of crumpled plating. CLU stands motionless next to his downed light tank, hands locked on his hips. His blue-lit visor catches the frantic dance of sparks from the torn chassis. A deep, resonant grunt of disgust rolls from him as he surveys the wreckage. 'Recognizers,' he spits, the word thick with contempt. He turns on his heel, his focus snapping to a small, floating blue disc hovering silently nearby. 'Bit. Tell me this damage can be fixed.'